Chapter 61
When would Yan Beiyou's "next time I come" be?
Tomorrow, next week, or next month?
Professor Li of the Academy of Sciences: That alpha came again.
Around nine in the morning, while he was still struggling between dreams and reality, a new message from Professor Li completely extinguished Ye Nanxun's desire to get out of bed.
After thanking Professor Li, Ye Nanxun burrowed back beneath the covers.
Without his parents at home, the house was excessively quiet. Outside, the sky was painted in varying shades of gray, while the green leaves beneath the cold, icy rain wore dim, lifeless coats.
Ye Nanxun suddenly drew in his shoulders. His chest felt cold, and for a moment, he seemed to have returned to the days when he had waited alone on the streets to die.
"Knock knock—"
A smooth yet warm eggshell rolled into the omega's arms with a rumble. A faint tapping sound came from inside the shell.
Ye Nanxun came back to himself, his chest warmed by the Mushroom Egg pressed against it.
"Are you comforting me?" With his head resting on the pillow, the omega lay on his side, cradled the Mushroom Egg in both hands, and lowered his head to kiss it.
The Mushroom Egg swayed left and right, as though responding to Ye Nanxun's words.
His long, languid eyes curved into crescents. Hugging the Mushroom Egg, Ye Nanxun continued to hide beneath the covers and sleep in. The alpha who had stood at his door last night gradually became clearer in his mind, along with the alpha's words, replaying over and over in the dream of his return to sleep.
[Let it keep you company.]
Magnetic, low, rich, and elegant.
It was a cello playing beneath midnight starlight.
It was also a fragrant glass of